Date Night, the Final Chapter

Calm down, calm down, I wouldn't leave you hanging on the outfit thing after making you nice people vote on it twice. However, since this is me we are talking about, it turned into a whole saga. Let's start with the basics. The final tally was Outfit 1 - 8 votes, Outfit 2 - 30 votes, Outfit 3a - 20 votes, Outfit 3b - 37 votes and Outfit 3c - the winner (barely) with 38 votes. Also, Boots kicked Heels butt.

So, it was decided, I would wear Outfit 3c, and I was actually very happy with that. It was something I wouldn't have put together on my own and I was feeling all daring and cool for going out on this big fashion limb. I started getting ready, and then the babysitters (my in-laws) showed up early and I got a little flustered because I felt like I was running late. I jumped into my clothes and was putting on my makeup when I realized that something wasn't quite right. I was wearing Outfit 3c, all should have been well, but then I figured out I had chosen the incorrect black tank sweater from my vast collection of similar garments. The one I was wearing was too long and doing unfortunate things to my hips.

Luckily, this was easy to fix. I would go back to the drawer and retrieve the correct shirt, change, and go merrily along my way. Except the correct shirt wasn't there. It had been right on top, waiting to be selected, and now, although there were six very similar shirts in a pile, the shirt I wanted was not there. None of the other shirts would quite work, so I started digging. The shirt was not in the drawer. It was not in any of the other drawers. It was not in the closet, not in the laundry, not in with the dry cleaning. The chosen shirt was gone baby gone.

See, Mia likes to go through my drawers and take things out and rearrange them a bit for me. I can only assume that is what happened here. The odd thing is that the shirt has not turned up. I have looked and looked and there is no trace. I am starting to think Mia has a secret hiding place and someday I will find my shirt there with her comb, half of her socks, and everything else that has gone missing around here for the last 6 months.

Anyway, due to circumstances beyond my control, I went with Outfit 3b. At this point, I really was running late and the restaurant Chris had chosen is one of those that doesn't take reservations and if you get there later than 5:15 or so you have to wait three hours for a table. I was ready, I really was, except that I needed a camera so I could get proof for you lovely people that I had worn the outfit you very nearly voted for. I found the camera, no problem, and then I found 8 dead batteries. Most of the dead batteries were conveniently housed in their unplugged chargers. And that is why all you get is this crappy camera phone picture of me, Outfit 3b, a revolving door that clearly is not in my house, and a total stranger who I left in the shot just to prove I looked much better than she did.

And finally, at dinner, the woman at the next table was wearing Shirt 4. So thank you all for saving me from that embarrassment.

You look so lovely dear! But then I knew you would. Yes the picture quality is terrible. Stock up on batteries by all means. This the outfit I voted for anyway. Glad you had to wear it. Hope it was a fun date. It must've been since you were out with such a hotty :)

Yay for Beth ... great shot ... glad you guys had a good time. MsMiss takes laundry items (clean or dirty, she doesn't care) and sort them HER way. We haven't figured out exactly what the rules are, but she does seem to be very particular about what goes where.

Hate those itchy ankles. I'll bet the other movie-goers though you two were having a WAY better time than they were, though. :-P You looked awesome, my dear, but more importantly, what did Chris think?